"Tease yourself, pet." Lucifer could hear the gravely sound of his own voice, enraptured by the image she presented.
She looked beautiful with the fire lighting one side of her.
Her slow teasing turned to distraction as she watched him.
He'd never seriously wanked in front of her before—a few strokes here and there didn't count.
It was the sexiest thing she'd ever seen.
Lucifer had a patience that Samael didn't. It made for a totally different show.
Samael seemed to have two wanking modes: trying not to come and coming.
Lucifer looked as if he could do it all night long—as if he enjoyed the buildup.
"Oh my God," she muttered.
She wished she had a photo of him so she could watch it over and over again in her room.
"Is this what you wanted to see, pet?"
"Gods, yes, Lucifer. You're so fucking sexy. Please take off your trousers. I want you to be totally naked."
He abandoned his cock and kicked off his shoes, kicking his trousers to one side.
Being naked wasn't an issue for him (anymore).
The way she watched him left no doubt about her desires (well, that and the twinkling lake between her legs).
She looked adorably sexy curled in his chair with her fingers stroking her twat, one knee hooked over the arm.
The purple lines on her bum were clearly visible.
Badges of courage. He'd rub some more cream on her before she left.
Wrapping his fingers around the base, Lucifer trapped the blood in his cock.
When he felt the tingling throb of heat, he used his other hand to pump himself.
She watched him carefully, learning what he liked even while she put on a show for him.
"Finger yourself," he ordered.
Hermione smiled at him and slowly slid one finger inside.
His actions were spellbinding. She wanted to watch him all night.
Her fingers moved in a slow rhythm, teasing more than fucking.
Each time she got close, she pulled away.
She didn't go right back in like Lucifer had before; instead, she just let the momentum die and then slowly brought it back.
It was becoming difficult to stay still, and, unfortunately, her bum ached whenever she moved too much.
Lucifer's cock felt like lead.
He tried to stay below the threshold, but watching her in person was much more intense than any fantasy.
First off, his fantasies did not involve nonstop whimpering and moaning (although they would from then on), and he had never thought about how he'd be able to hear her sloppy wet fingers moving in and out of her pussy.
Even when she was just caressing her clit, he could hear her.
Lucifer raised one eyebrow as she brought her shining hand to her lips and licked her fingers clean.
'Fuck!'
He could almost taste her from where he sat.
'When was the last time I ate her? Why does that seem so long ago?'
Lucifer was starting to feel as though he was on a diet and she had all the fairy cakes in the castle.
"Are you going to come?" he growled.
Hermione nodded. "I was waiting for you."
"Waiting for me to what? Come?"
"No, to tell me to."
He tried not to smile. "How obedient. Go ahead. I want to watch you."
She circled her clit. "Are you going to?"
"When you're done."
"Yes, sir."
All the teasing and holding back had left her right on the edge. It took less than a minute.
Hermione called out his name as the pleasure took hold of her pussy and every muscle in her body went rigid.
The room blurred for a few seconds; she blinked twice, and he came back into focus.
Lucifer rose and stood over her. "I meant what I said about coming on you. You want to watch, don't you?"
She nodded happily.
"Pull back your legs a little more," he murmured.
She showed him even more of her bruised bum.
"Good girl. That's perfect. Stay right there."
Bracing himself on the chair above her, he went to work, stroking his cock a little faster.
Hermione's eyes darted between his face and his hand.
'Oh my God! This is the sexiest thing ever.'
The way he loomed over her, his eyes piercing her, it all made her dizzy. "Come on me, Lucifer. I want to see it. Please."
Gripping the top of the chair, Lucifer felt his balls clench as he came.
Line after line of pearly liquid accented her bum and thighs; one hash mark jotted across her pink, glittering folds.
The sight would be burned into his memory forever.
"Oh my God." There was too much to see.
Hermione didn't want to stop watching his face, but his cock was a sight to behold.
'And look at my arse. I'm covered in pearls. Or custard. I fancy both.'
She giggled silently.
"What the hell's gotten into you?" he asked, amused by her expression.
"That was brilliant. I want to do it again!"
"Not tonight, pet. I'm beat." He bent down and kissed the top of her head.
"You want me to get that for you?" He nodded at her bum and reached for his wand.
"No!"
Lucifer smirked. "Very well. It's your arse; do as you please." Pushing off the back of the chair, he stood up and stretched.
She was running her fingers through each line, smearing his seed, spreading it round.
He shook his head. She'd keep going until it had all absorbed into her skin.
"Are you going to wear that back to your room?"
"I'm gonna sleep in it," she muttered, transfixed by her own artwork.
Lucifer laughed. "That's a little twisted, Hermione."
"Is it really?" Her nose scrunched with worry.
He could see she was concerned she'd crossed the line into unacceptable. "I wouldn't want you any other way."
She smiled at him.
"Finish your masterpiece and then come sit over here with me," he said, sinking into the settee.
Rubbing the rest into her skin, Hermione rolled out of the chair without putting too much pressure on her bum.
(She was getting good at that.)
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